Kink
Justin was engrossed in the painting he was working on when the phone rang. He quickly wiped his hands on a rag then looked at the caller ID and smiled. “Hey,” he said as he cradled the phone between his ear and shoulder.
“Do you want to play, little boy?”
Instantly Justin’s demeanor changed. He straightened up and took the phone off of his shoulder, holding it in his hand against his ear. He felt a jolt of excitement shoot through his body from head to toe at just hearing Brian say those few simple words. He knew what his response was supposed to be. “Yes,” he answered, the adrenaline that had already begun to course through his body deepening his voice a few octaves.
“Be ready for anything.”
And that was it. The line went dead and Justin stood there in the middle of the loft, almost drooling with anticipation. He disconnected the call, placed the phone on the kitchen counter and smiled. He would definitely be ready. He loved these little games they played.
Ever since they’d gotten back together, about eight months ago, things had been great. Justin had only been suspended from school for a few days when the board realized that he was right and shouldn’t have to compromise his freedom to express himself. They didn’t ask him to apologize to Stockwell again. They just swept the whole mess under the rug and things went back to normal.
As for Brian, well, that was even more surprising. After Stockwell lost and all the incriminating information came into light about his backhanded dealings, Vance was more than understanding about why Brian did what he felt he had to do and came to Brian, pretty much begging for him to return. Brian accepted, but not after making Vance suffer a little. The thing that Brian knew, which he was sure that Vance did as well, was that all of his clients were furious when he was let go. He had contacted them after the whole blow up and they made it very clear that wherever Brian went, they would follow. The ad exec toyed with the idea of opening his own agency, but knew the overhead would be astronomical and Vanguard was already well established with a great name for itself. So after lots of bargaining and brawling, Brian came out on top – a natural position for the man, of course – and was made full partner at the newly named company of Vanguard-Kinney Advertising. It couldn’t have gone better.
Justin looked at the clock on the microwave and saw that it was almost
“Delivery.”
“Okay, come on up,” the blond said, releasing the downstairs entry door then sliding the large metal loft door open. He heard the footsteps on the stairs and smiled anxiously as they came closer until the deliveryman was standing in front of him. He saw the man’s eyes travel the length of his body and smile approvingly, making Justin feel like a piece of meat and causing his smile to waver.
“Justin Taylor?”
“Yes,” the blond said, his smile returning as the man handed him a box. He was so mesmerized by the beautifully wrapped package that he hadn’t even noticed that the guy had left until he looked up to ask if he needed to sign anything. Shrugging his shoulders he went back inside, closing and locking the door behind him.
Justin sat down on the bed, placing the box in front of him. He touched the red silk wrapping then ran his fingers along the black satin bow, enjoying the smoothness of the textures. He was so curious as to what was inside, but too excited to actually open it. Taking a deep breath and releasing it, he decided not to torture himself any longer and pulled the black satin bow, which in turn released the red silk, leaving a black box now exposed. He lifted the top off and was startled at what was inside. He sat back, his eyes flickering up, then back down to the contents of the box again with slight confusion.
He saw a note on top and pulled it out. On the front of the note was simply a J. He flipped the top open and read what was inside.
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J
Are you ready to play, little
boy?
B
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Justin looked at the address on the bottom of the note but it gave him no clue as to what the man had in store. He placed the note aside and let his fingers caress the contents of the box. Pulling the items out one at a time he felt a shiver run down his spine at the thought of what the night ahead might hold.
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At promptly
Remembering what Brian’s note had said, Justin looked back at the doorman, who was watching him with interest and said, “Um, Justin Taylor.”
Nodding his head in response, the man turned the brass handle and pulled the heavy door open, giving Justin permission to pass through.
Apprehensively, Justin looked inside the darkened entrance, back at the doorman, then again to the intriguing insides that lay ahead. ‘Be ready for anything,’ he thought, then took a deep breath and walked inside. He jumped slightly when the door closed behind him, plunging him into practical darkness. The only illumination came from a chandelier that hung overhead, casting a dim glow along the narrow hallway. Justin followed the passage until he reached another door. This one was covered in the same dark-burgundy color as the walls that led up to it. The only thing that distinguished it from the walls was a small, brass knocker at about eye level. He hesitated a moment before raising the metal and banging it slowly against the door three times. He moved back as the door began to open inwards then his eyes widened in surprise at what he found inside.
He walked into the room and heard the door shut behind him. He turned to face the man that had opened it for him and again gave his name. The man nodded silently and turned, motioning for Justin to follow. The blond couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off of the other occupants in the room as he passed by them. Every single man was either dressed in some form of leather or nothing at all. There were no jeans or suits or casual dress. He knew he should have expected something like this from what his package had contained, but he wasn’t prepared for the magnitude of what lay before him. It was erotic and explicit and the sexual energy in the room was overwhelming. He felt many sets of eyes follow his movements and it made him feel dirty and desired at the same time. The man leading him took him to a table off to the side. He sat with his back towards the wall, allowing him to watch the rest of the room. He wondered where Brian was.
Brian sat off in the corner, watching for Justin. They had informed him that his guest had arrived just after the doorman had granted the younger man entrance, so Brian merely waited for Justin to make his way down the hallway. His heart beat faster the second the door opened and he caught a glimpse of his boy’s golden hair. Brian’s cock responded instantly to the incredible sight of his leather-clad lover. He licked his lips unconsciously, watching with pride as he moved across the room to the table he now sat at. He saw Justin’s blue eyes widen with surprise as he’d entered the room, then darken with lust as he took it all in. His baby was ready.
Getting up from the bar, Brian made his way towards Justin but stopped dead in his tracks as he saw another man approach the blond. He felt his blood start to boil and had to hold himself back from charging at the intruder. There were strict rules and this asshole was stepping all over them. He took a deep breath and moved forward, keeping his eyes locked on his lover. He saw the younger man shaking his head and smiling politely. The jerk probably thought it was a smile of approval, but Brian knew better. He knew what a genuine smile from his baby looked like, and that was anything but. As he approached the table, he proved himself right as Justin caught sight of him and broke out into one of his trademark smiles.
“Is there a problem?” Brian asked Justin then turned his attention to the other man. He had to admit the guy was gorgeous, but he was out of line.
“No, no problem here,” the other man said confidently, not noticing the look passed between the beautiful blond and the stunning man that was now in front of him.
“Well, then I suggest you take advantage of my good mood and move the fuck away,” Brian said calmly, invading the other man’s personal space.
“Hey, I was here first, so I think that YOU should just back off, buddy.”
Smiling slightly, which to anyone that knew him would instantly signal trouble, Brian warned, “You obviously don’t have a fucking clue of the rules here, which will definitely be rectified in a minute when I have your ass thrown out.” Then he moved even closer, getting right in the guy’s face and continued. “And as for him,” Brian said, motioning to a slightly agitated Justin, “HE’S with ME. Got it, buddy?”
Nervously, realizing his mistake, the other man backed away with his hands defensively in the air. “Hey, sorry man, I didn’t know.”
“Yeah, well sorry’s bullshit. Keep your ass and every other part of you the fuck away from him,” Brian growled, watching the man move across to the other side of the room. Brian noticed the doorman watching and nodded. He turned back towards Justin, not wanting to waste another thought on the intruder that would be finding himself booted to the curb in a second or two.
“Hey,” Justin said, still a little rattled by the whole scene.
“Hey,” Brian returned, leaning down to place a soft kiss on his lover’s inviting mouth, then sitting down at the table with him.
“What the fuck was that all about?” the blond asked, pointing to the man that was now being escorted out of the room.
“He didn’t follow the rules,” Brian stated simply.
“And those would be?”
“This is a very exclusive club, Justin. You can’t just come here and hang out, expecting to find someone to hook up with. It’s by arrangement only that two or more people can get together here. What he was looking for, well, he’ll just have to try his luck at Meathook,” the brunet said with a scowl.
“Oh,” the blond said rather meekly. He still wasn’t sure what the place was all about. He let his eyes wander across the room again, this time noticing what Brian had told him. There were twos, threes and even fours hanging out together, but no singles. He hadn’t noticed when he’d first entered the room. He was probably so distracted by the sight of all the naked men that were strewn about. Moving forward across the table, Justin whispered, “What is this place, Brian?”
Not able to resist the closeness of his lover, Brian leaned forward, pressing his lips against Justin’s again, this time a little harder and a little longer. Pulling back, he was struck breathless at the sight of the slightly flushed, slightly panting man. His eyes moved downwards along the part of Justin’s torso that was visible. He smiled, remembering how his cock had instantly hardened the second he’d seen Justin’s leather-clad body come into the room. The man wore a simple pair of black leather pants that hugged his ass perfectly and on top he had on a soft, leather shirt that was held closed by a single button just above his navel. It flowed as he moved, exposing the pale skin of his belly and chest. He was breathtaking, as always.
“Brian?”
Shaking the his lust-fogged head, trying to focus on the question that Justin had asked him, the older man said, “It’s a private club.”
“You already said that,” the blond pointed out. “What kind of club?”
“Isn’t the leather and assorted accessories that the other men are wearing a giveaway?” Brian asked smugly.
Looking back around the room, then remembering that Brian had mentioned the club Meathook a few moments earlier, a light went off inside Justin’s head and his eyes shot back to Brian. He leaned forward, whispering as if he’d just discovered a secret. “You mean it’s an S&M club?”
“Uh-huh.”
“BRIAN,” the blond exclaimed rather loudly, gaining the stare of several of the other men. He smiled sweetly, embarrassed by his outbreak then turned back to his lover. “Brian, what the fuck are we doing here?” he whispered harshly.
“Be ready for anything,” the older man said with a wicked smile.
Justin was stunned. They’d talked about doing something wild like this for a while, but he couldn’t believe that Brian was serious. The blond was speechless. He saw a waiter place a glass on the table and without thinking, raised it to his lips, swallowing the dark-amber liquid in one large gulp. He gasped softly as the heat moved down his throat, across his chest and into his stomach.
“Justin, are you alright?” Brian said, a little concerned by the daze the blond still seemed to be in.
“Yeah, fine, great, couldn’t be better.”
“Good, well then, let’s get going,” the brunet said, raising from his seat and holding his hand out to the younger man.
“What…where?” Justin asked timidly.
“To start the fun,” Brian answered with a smile.
Justin wasn’t able to resist the beautiful man that stood before him with an inviting smile. He stood up and grabbed Brian’s hand, prepared to let the man lead him wherever he wanted to go.
Justin was still slightly stunned as he found himself being led through the room and down a back corridor that led to a big, open space with several doors. Each door was a different color, making it stand out from the dark-burgundy walls that surrounded them. Brian pulled him along behind him, past the colored doors to one just off to the side. This door was different than the rest. It was larger and made out of a deep mahogany wood, just like the front door to the establishment. The younger man wondered why it was different and was about to ask when Brian began to speak.
“See those doors,” Brian started, nodding towards the colored ones.
“Yes.”
“Each one is a different color because that’s what the rooms are known by. The red room, the blue room, the yellow room and the black room.” Brian turned towards the blond with a serious look on his face. “You are NEVER to go near the black room. Understand?”
“But, Bri…what’s in the…”
“Justin,” the older man said abruptly, cutting him off. “Never.”
“Okay, okay, I won’t,” the younger man conceded, knowing better than to argue with Brian when he was like that.
“Good,” the brunet said, relaxing slightly, then nodding towards the large door in front of them. “And this door is special. The room is completely different than the rest. It’s private, and of course, the best that the place has to offer.”
“Of course. Only the best for you, Brian.”
Turning towards the younger man and placing his hand lovingly along the side of Justin’s face, Brian said softly, “No, only the best for you.”
Justin felt his heart swell and his knees grow weak from the depth of emotion in his lover’s touch and words.
“Now, let’s get inside and get the evening started,” Brian said, his eyes casting downwards along Justin’s lithe body. “Before I attack you out here.”
“Mmmm, sounds good to me,” the blond replied, seeing the lust so evident in his lover’s eyes. He watched as Brian turned the handle and pushed the large door open, revealing the hidden interior. “Brian, what the fuck?”
Brian pulled the younger man into the room then closed and locked the door behind them. He drew the smaller body against his, feeling the firmness of the man’s muscles under his clothes. He breathed in the unique and intoxicating scent of his lover and let his hands roam over the supple leather that stretched across Justin’s perfect ass. “God, you feel so good.”
Pulling back slightly, Justin scanned the room again then looked at the brunet, repeating his previous question. “Brian, what the fuck is this?”
“It’s a playroom, Justin. A very special playroom. It has all the comforts of a luxurious hotel room with the added bonus of some toys.”
Justin looked around the spacious room. It was so much bigger than he had imagined from the outside. He wondered if all the other rooms were as big. His eyes took in the king size bed that was off to one side and the sofa and chairs that formed a sitting area off to another – black leather, of course. There was a tall bureau placed by itself and nightstands on either side of the large bed. The room was dimly lit by wall-sconces spread throughout the room, giving the place a warm, comforting glow. But the thing that set this room apart from a typical hotel room was the large object hanging from the ceiling. It was the focus of the room and the thing that had Justin slightly freaked out.
Looking at Brian then back to the so-called toy, Justin’s mouth hung
open, not able to hide his shock at what his lover had intended for
them.
“Toys?
You call THAT a
TOY?”
Running his hands all over the younger man’s leather-clad body, not able to keep them still, Brian ground his hard cock against Justin’s and groaned, “Yes.”
“Well, I…I…ah, Brian…yeah, more,” Justin moaned when the older man’s hot, wet mouth traced patterns along his exposed neck and chest. Nipping, biting and sucking with fervor. All thoughts and protests of the object that hung in the room were quickly forgotten as he focused on the growing need coursing through his body.
“God, you look so fucking hot, Justin. The way the leather hugs your ass,” Brian cupped a cheek in each hand and gave a squeeze, accentuating his words.
“Ohhhhh, Bri,” the younger man whimpered, rocking forward to push their erections closer together.
“Ahhhhh, Justin.”
“Brian, I…I can’t…” Justin started, but didn’t know what to say.
The older man pulled back to find his lover staring, wide-eyed at the ‘toy’. He could see the fear and apprehension in the boy’s eyes. Brian didn’t want him to be afraid, not of him or anything they would do together. “Justin,” he said softly and watched as the blond turn slowly towards him. He took the man’s flawless face between his hands, locking his eyes with his incredible pools of blue. “Do you trust me?”
“Yes,” the younger man answered without hesitation.
Smiling, Brian moved forward and pressed his lips against Justin’s in a gentle kiss then drew back, locking eyes with the blond again. “Do you want me?”
Again, no hesitation, “Yes.”
Another soft kiss and then Brian said, “Be ready for anything.”
Instantly Justin’s eyes became wide again as his gaze shifted towards the leather and metal object in question. He saw the leg and arm restraints, the wide bands of leather that worked as a back and head support and the thick, steel rings that linked together, fastening the object to the ceiling. The sling looked terrifying and strangely enticing at the same time.
Justin’s eyes shifted again to look at his lover’s face and he felt a calmness wash over him. He knew this man. His man. He would never do anything to harm him. He trusted him. Taking a deep breath and slowly releasing it, Justin said, “I’m ready.”
Brian felt his cock leap in the restrictive confinement of his leather pants at his baby’s words. He ran his thumb across the softness of Justin’s cheeks then leaned in close, capturing the boy’s full lips in a crushing kiss. Their tongues licked and sucked at each other, tasting the familiarness of each other, but with an added little hint of danger thrown into the mix.
Pulling back in desperate need of air and not able to contain his need to taste and touch his lover’s body any longer, Brian began to remove Justin’s clothes. Slowly he undid the lone button on the soft, leather shirt then slipped it off the boy’s pale shoulders. The brunet’s breath caught in his throat at the sight of the smooth expanse of skin before him. His nimble fingers had the leather pants undone and off within seconds, not able to hold back a second longer without having his partner completely naked.
“Fuck, Justin, you are so beautiful,” Brian whispered.
Wordlessly Justin repeated the same motion, removing his lover’s tight, leather pants and vest quickly. He smiled at Brian’s praise and returned, “So are you, Bri. You are so fucking gorgeous.”
Not able to hold back, Justin’s mouth attacked Brian’s bare flesh. He licked his way up the center of the man’s firm chest, along his collar bone, up his graceful neck then latched onto an earlobe and sucked it into his hot, wet mouth.
“Ahhhhhhhh…Justin…oh, God,” Brian moaned. His hands roamed up and down the smaller man’s back, unable to keep still.
“Feel good?”
“Fuck, yeah,” Brian said, moaning again when Justin’s mouth slid downwards and captured a tight, pink nipple between his teeth, biting it then running his tongue over the hardened nub. He alternated between the right and the left nipple, laving attention on each one equally until Brian was a moaning mess.
Brian couldn’t believe how fucking excited he was. He needed to calm down. He had other things planned and knew that if he didn’t relax, he’d turn Justin around and mount him right there. The thought of that alone sent another course of pleasure through his already over-stimulated body. Weaving his long fingers through his lover’s silky hair, Brian tightened around the strands and pulled firmly, detaching the suckling boy.
“Hey,” Justin protested, unhappy to have been pulled off of his lover’s tits. He straightened up and looked at the brunet with a frown.
Gaining back a little of his control, Brian just smiled at the slightly pissed off man and said, “Justin, do you trust me?”
“Yes.”
Brian took hold of his lover’s hand and pulled him towards the large metal and leather sling that hung in the middle of the room. He felt Justin’s hesitancy but persisted and they came to stand in front of the large ‘toy’.
“Brian, I…I don’t think that I can do this.”
“Just relax and let yourself go. I know that you’re a little afraid, but you know that I would never do anything that you didn’t want me to. Don’t you?”
“Yes, of course.”
“Then just relax and enjoy. I know that this is something that you’ve fantasized about. You’ve told me. I just want to make that fantasy come true.”
Justin couldn’t believe the gentleness and love that were so evident in Brian’s words. The older man was right. It was something that he had fantasized about, but the reality was a little scarier than he thought. He looked Brian in the eye then took a step back and held his arms straight out at his side, offering himself to the older man in complete submission.
Brian smiled and stepped forward, placing his strong arms around his lover’s back and gently helping him into the sling.
“Hey, this isn’t too bad. It’s actually kinda like a hammock,” the blond said with amazement.
“Mmm, and you look unbelievably delicious in it,” Brian replied, his voice dripping with lust and desire.
“Well, why don’t you have a taste then?” Justin asked, his own voice just as heavy with the same emotions as his lover’s.
“Before I do, there are just a few more things I need to do,” the older man said, walking away from the sling towards the tall bureau.
“Hey, what are you doing?”
“Close your eyes, Justin.”
“What? Come back, Brian” the younger man whined, feeling completely out of control and starting to panic.
“Justin, relax and close your eyes. Trust me,” Brian said in a calming voice.
“O-okay,” the blond said quietly, finally closing his eyes.
Opening one of the drawers, Brian pulled out several items. He held one and placed the others on a chair just out of Justin’s line of sight. He moved to Justin’s side and started to place the black, silk blindfold over his lover’s eyes.
“Bri…Brian, what are you doing?” Justin asked, slightly panicked as he felt the fabric begin to cover his eyes.
“Relax, I want you to be able to concentrate on your other senses. It’s just a blindfold.”
“I…I’m not sure about this,” the blond replied as his fingers combed over the silky material. It felt cool and soft against his skin and he began to calm down.
Before the younger man had even recovered from the blindfold, Brian took hold of his arms and legs, one at a time and placed each of them into the cuffs that hung from the metal chains, completely restricting their movement.
“Brian!” Justin shouted. “What the fuck are you doing?”
“Trust me.”
Taking a deep breath, Justin released it and decided to listen to Brian. He stopped struggling against the restraints, lying calm against the leather straps that supported his head and body.
“God, you look so…so HOT,” Brian ground out. His senses were overwhelmed. The black leather was so contrasting to his lover’s pale skin and the way his arms and legs were held open and high, offering the younger man like a treat waiting to be devoured. His lithe body was already covered in a light sheen of sweat and his thick, long cock stood hard and proud, straining against his flat belly. His tight balls hung down between his open legs as the firm globes of his ass were cradled in the leather straps and his pink little pucker was completely exposed, just begging to be fucked.
“Brian…please, touch me,” the blond pleaded. He felt his lover’s eyes on him, moving over every inch of his flesh and it felt exquisite. He wanted to be worshiped, dominated, fucked. He moaned loudly when he felt Brian’s large hands roam along his burning skin. They moved across his stomach and chest, down his arms and legs, along his face and through his hair. Every nerve in his body felt alive and buzzing and he ached for the man to touch his cock or ass. He felt his hips rocking uncontrollably, trying desperately to come in contact with any part of Brian’s body. “Brian…pleeaaaassseeee,” he whimpered.
“Please what, baby?” Brian asked, slightly out of breath. He was driving himself insane with need as his hand roamed over his lover’s body, but he wasn’t done playing yet.
“Bri…oh, God, suck me, fuck me, eat me…I don’t care…just DO SOMETHING!” the blond screamed in desperation.
“Okay, baby, relax.”
Justin took a deep breath, so happy that he was finally going to get some relief, but groaned when he felt a movement along his chest instead. “Brian…I…what are you doing? Please…touch me.”
“That’s what I’m doing, Justin. Now, enjoy.” Brian drew small circles along Justin’s chest and stomach with the small strips of leather that hung from the whip in his hand. He saw the blond’s chest arch into its touch and smiled at the bubbling precum that continued to flow from his slit. He ran the leather down the throbbing shaft slowly and felt his own cock leak when a loud, guttural moan escaped from his lover’s lips.
“Ohhhhhhh…Bri…oh, God…that’s so good…ah, yeah,” the blond panted as the soft, cool leather caressed over his aching cock. He felt his leaking precum run down his shaft as the whip followed its path. He couldn’t contain his hips as they rocked up and down, trying to fuck the air.
“Yeah. It feels good? It looks so good too. The black leather running over your cock and across your full balls. Mmmm, it’s sliding down your ass, along your crack and…”
“Ahhhhhhhhhhh,” Justin moaned, cutting off Brian’s commentary as the man raked the leather across his twitching hole. His back arched impossibly higher and his head dipped back. He wanted more. “Brian…please…do something,” the boy pleaded.
“But I am doing something,” the brunet taunted, pressing the leather firmer against the blond’s pucker. He heard the desperation in Justin’s voice, but wasn’t ready to end it all just yet.
“Oh, God…please…please, Bri…more,” he begged.
Ready to move to the next step, Brian dropped the whip and retrieved the other item that he’d taken from the drawer. He moved back between Justin’s legs and bent forward so that his mouth was hovering over the younger man’s pulsing cock. He exhaled and Justin moaned as the warm air washed over his flesh. Brian stuck out his tongue and flicked at the dripping head. “Mmmm…so good…so sweet,” Brian moaned, reveling in the incredible taste of his baby.
“AHHHHHHHH!” Justin screamed as his lover’s tongue flicked again and again at his swollen head. He wanted to buck up and shove his cock into Brian’s mouth, but a firm hand held his hips still. His head thrashed from side to side and his chest heaved with every breath, trying desperately to hold onto whatever little bit of control he had left.
“You still want more?” Brian teased.
“God, yes…YES.”
“Okay, open up,” the brunet whispered as Justin felt a pressure at his hole then…
“OHHHHHHH…FUCK…YESSSSSSS!” the blond yelled as his head flew back and his back arched up into the air. The sling rocked and swayed beneath his body as Brian shoved an eight-inch lubed dildo right up his ass. His hole spasmed around the intruding object, trying to force it out, but the older man held it in firmly, almost bouncing it against the resistance. This drove Justin even more crazy as every single movement jabbed against his swollen prostate, sending shockwaves of ecstasy through his body.
“You still want more?”
“Y-yes…yes…more,” Justin rasped. He was barely holding on, but he knew he didn’t want to come this way. He needed Brian inside of him desperately. As he was just about to tell his lover what more he wanted, he felt the man pull the dildo all the way out and thought that he wasn’t even going to have to tell him, but then he was completely overwhelmed when Brian instantly rammed the slick tool back inside of his quivering hole. The feelings were so intense and mind-blowing that he opened his mouth to scream, but not a sound came out.
“Is that what you want?” the older man asked, not missing his lover’s reaction.
Justin couldn’t answer. His mind was swimming in a lust-crazed fog. He couldn’t see what Brian was doing, he could only feel it and it was amazing. His arms and legs thrashed against his restraints, which somehow only seemed to intensify his pleasure.
“More?” Brian asked, again just rocking the dildo against Justin’s prostate.
Swallowing hard, Justin tried his best to focus and finally got his mouth and brain to co-operate. “No…you…fuck me…NOW!”
Brian laughed softly at the way his lover growled his last word, demanding to be serviced. “You sure you can handle it, little boy?”
Again, the blond growled his response, “NOW!” He didn’t think he could wait one more second to feel Brian’s thick, hard cock inside of him. He felt a slight movement from his lover, but when nothing happened, Justin opened his mouth to demand again and was abruptly silenced as…
“OH…YEAH!” Brian moaned loudly as he quickly withdrew the dildo then slammed his sheathed cock hard into Justin’s gaping hole. Waves of intense pleasure radiated outwards from his groin, passing throughout his entire body. His cock pulsed and leaked profusely inside Justin’s tight passage. It felt beyond amazing.
“Brriiiiiaaaaaaaannnnnn,” the blond whimpered in complete ecstasy. ‘Finally,’ he thought, exactly what he wanted. He felt full and complete and like every single molecule in his body was on fire.
Brian grabbed hold of the chains closest to him that hung from the ceiling and prepared to fuck Justin with everything he had. “Ready?” he asked his lover in a raspy voice.
Just hearing the tone of Brian’s voice sent shivers down Justin’s spine. He loved when the man was so gone like he was now. He wanted to see his lover so much, but he really liked the way the blindfold made him feel and didn’t want to remove it. Besides, he knew the man so well that he could picture in his mind exactly what Brian looked like at every single moment. The thing he couldn’t picture and he wasn’t exactly sure if he wanted to or not, was how HE looked hanging in the sling. He thought he probably looked hot and wondered if somehow he could coax Brian into giving it a try. He smiled at the idea.
Noticing the broad smile on Justin’s face, he grabbed the chains by the younger man’s hands and leaned in close so that every inch of his torso was pressed against the blond’s, with their faces were only inches apart. He felt Justin shudder at the contact and when he spoke, he knew his warm breath would caress his beautiful face. “What’s the smile for?” he asked softly, his lips almost moving against Justin’s.
“Mmmmm,” Justin moaned at the new sensations created by his lover hovering over him. “I…I was just picturing…you…in this sling.”
Laughing, Brian said, “Well, you can picture it all you want. It’s not gonna happen.”
“I bet…that you’d look…HOT,” Justin panted. He was actually glad for the little break. He had been on the verge of coming a minute ago and felt himself calming down.
“Yeah, well…YOU look so fucking HOT…the way your arms and legs…are spread wide open…leaving you vulnerable…for whatever I want,” the brunet whispered. He began to pump his cock in and out of Justin’s hole. Not pulling back more than an inch or two before thrusting back in. Teasingly slow at first then increasing the speed and force as he continued to speak. “Your hole…exposed…ready to take all of this,” the man said, punctuating his words as he suddenly pulled out so that only the head remained inside and then slammed back in as deep as he could go.
“OH, FUCK!” Justin screamed, his body jerking upwards, rattling the heavy metal chains.
“Jusssstttiiiinnn,” Brian moaned and buried his face against the blond’s shoulder.
Once again both men were teetering on the edge of their orgasms. Brian straightened up and grabbed the closest chains, ready to take them there. “Ready?” he asked, when he already knew the answer.
“Oh, God, Bri…please…please make me come.”
Justin couldn’t see the satisfied smile on Brian’s face. Nothing made him feel so needed or desired as hearing his baby beg. Lovingly, he ran one hand down the length of Justin’s torso, ending just above his navel and heard the boy gasp. His eyes followed the same trail, burning the incredible sight before him into memory. He let his hand move lower and saw the man’s abs tighten in anticipation as he neared Justin’s deep-red, leaking cock. He knew that all he had to do was give one or two tugs and the boy would explode. But he wasn’t quite ready for that yet. Almost.
“Bri…please,” Justin whimpered softly.
That was it. Brian couldn’t ignore the desperation in his lover’s voice. He grabbed the chains, drew back his hips then thrust back in, over and over again. Deeper…faster…jabbing against the blond’s swollen prostate with every move. The sounds of their combined grunts and moans were deafening.
Brian felt Justin’s anal muscles spasm around his cock and knew he was almost there. He felt his balls tighten and his cock swell and he couldn’t hold off any longer. He released the chains and one hand wrapped around Justin’s slender hip while the other grabbed his pulsing cock and pulled.
“Ahhh…urgghhhhh…AAAHHHHHH!” Justin screamed. His body instantly tensed as his explosive orgasm ripped the cum from his balls in long, thick streams that landed across his stomach and chest. His ass clamped down, trying to force Brian’s cock out and that’s when Justin heard his lover’s screams.
“OH, FUCK…FUCK…URRRGHHHHHH!” Brian wailed as Justin’s channel tightened impossibly further around his painfully engorged dick, sending him flying head first into his all-encompassing orgasm. He jerked and thrust hard into the vice-like grip, letting the spasms milk the cum from his cock as it continued to spew until he was completely drained. He couldn’t help it as he slumped forward, resting his weight along Justin’s body, his arms grabbing the front chains for added support.
Both men were silent except for their heavy breathing. Their sweat slicked and cum laden torsos slid against each other, sticking slightly as the cum started to dry.
“Bri…Bri?”
“Yeah?”
“Take off the blindfold. I want to see you.”
Justin lifted his head as Brian slipped the black silk off of his eyes. He blinked several times and was thankful that the room was dimly lit. His eyes adjusted quickly to the low light and he smiled when he saw the beautiful face of his lover looking down at him.
Brian placed as sweet kiss against his baby’s lips then released his arms and legs from their restrictive bindings. Justin sighed heavily as his limbs dropped free. Helping the younger man up, they moved together to the large bed and crawled under the soft covers.
“Rest,” Brian said, kissing the top of Justin’s head as the blond snuggled against his chest.
“Mmmm,” was all the younger man said as he drifted off to sleep.
They awoke some time later and had a lot more fun in the room. Justin didn’t get his wish as Brian refused to get into the sling, but the twinkle in the bright blue eyes let the older man know that he wasn’t about to give up so easily. Brian just shrugged his shoulders in response and Justin knew it was definitely just a matter of time.
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When they left the club the next morning they were both exhausted but extremely satisfied. It had been a night of pleasure that neither one of them would soon forget.
“Want to grab some breakfast at the diner?” Brian asked as they got into the car.
“Yeah, sure, I’m starving.”
Rolling his eyes at the obvious response, Brian said, “Aren’t you always?”
“Hey,” Justin groaned, hitting his lover’s arm. He was so glad that Brian had packed a bag for them. He would have hated to have to go to breakfast in his leather’s from the night before. He looked over at Brian and realized that the man looked just as gorgeous in his old, faded jeans and white t-shirt as he did all decked out in body-hugging leather. The man was stunning no matter what.
They parked the corvette and headed into the diner to find the rest of the boys already there.
“Hey, where were you two last night?” Michael asked as soon as Brian and Justin came towards them.
“We had plans,” was all Brian offered, but couldn’t help but smile as he caught a glimpse of the crimson blush that spread across Justin’s face.
Instead of cramming into the same booth as Michael, Ben, Emmett and Ted, Brian pulled Justin into the one next to theirs. He sat down and wrapped his arm around the blond’s shoulder, ignoring the frown that instantly appeared on his best friend’s face as he turned to face them.
“We waited for you at Woody’s and
“PRIVATE plans.”
“Oh,” was all the whiny little man could say, having been put in his place.
“So, boys, what’ll it be?” Debbie asked as she sauntered up to the booths. She pulled out her pad and pen, waiting for their orders.
“My, my Deb, aren’t we efficient?” Emmett praised.
“Hey, sweetie, you gotta be ready for anything,” the woman said with a wink.
Brian and Justin couldn’t help but look at each other and smile at Debbie’s reply. Brian leaned forward, brushing his lips against Justin’s then running his tongue teasingly over them before pulling away.
“I couldn’t agree more,” Brian said and tightened his arm around Justin’s shoulder just a little bit more.